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I stepped forward, my whole body feeling like it was on overdrive. I was hyper alert, everything seeming to be firing at once.
“Good luck,” Spencer said.
The door closed behind me. I was alone in the shifter king’s bedroom with the goal of stealing his crown. After allowing myself a moment to let that sink in, I started looking around for the closet. The sooner I got this over with, the better.
“Where did you come from?” A smooth, cold male voice said.
My breath caught and I turned slowly to face the source of the words. A man who could almost be mistaken for Spencer’s twin walked into the room. He was dressed in a perfectly tailored suit that fit him like a glove. Dark curls, dark eyes, strong chin, straight white teeth in a lecherous grin. He was handsome in a way that sent off alarm bells. Even if I didn’t know he was the shifter king and my uncle, I would have fled had I met him in other circumstances. Everything about him screamed predator.
“You must be my birthday present,” he said with a growl. “A little early. The party won’t be over till well after midnight.”
Oh. My. God.He thought I was here to fuck him. I held back the bile that rose to my throat and forced a smile.Fuck.Internally, I was screaming. I had to find a way out of this.
“It was supposed to be a surprise,” I said, feeling dirty all over at the rouse. “I was instructed to surprise you after the party. I’m not ready yet and you are going to ruin your surprise, you naughty boy.” My skin was crawling and I wanted to scrub my own mouth out with soap.
He held his hands up in front of him. “Okay, I can take a hint. I’ll pretend I didn’t see you.”
I smiled with what I hoped was a playful expression. “Have fun at your party, your highness.”
His eyes moved up and down my body, taking every inch of me in. He hadn’t touched me, but I felt completely violated by his gaze.
“I have a feeling the party won’t be nearly as fun as the afterparty with you later,” he said. “Maybe I’ll even bring a friend and we can make it a group event.”
“You’re the birthday boy,” I said.
He kept his eyes on me while he walked to the side of the room. He opened a door that I could see led to his closet. I only got a glimpse as he stepped in, grabbed something, and stepped out.
He closed the door, then walked over to me. I tensed, and fear gripped my chest. If he touched me, I was going to blow this whole thing.
The king took a deep inhale. “You’re a wolf shifter. They usually send me human girls.”
“Birthdays are special occasions,” I said, hoping my voice wasn’t as shaky as I felt.
“I look forward to the end of the party,” he said.
I smiled, keeping my mouth closed for fear of saying something I shouldn’t.
“I’ll see you soon, little wolf,” he called.
My stomach clenched and I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. It was the same thing Tyler had called me. The nickname used to make me feel small and powerless. I forced myself to remain as still as a statue as the shifter king leered at me.
Finally, he walked out of the room, closing the door and sealing me in. I waited for several long seconds, my heart pounding in my chest, worried that he’d turn around and decide to sample his supposed birthday present before the end of the party.
Moments passed, and the door remained closed. I finally blew out a breath. My whole body was shaking. I was so tired of powerful men who thought they could do anything they wanted. I was so tired of playing their games to keep them from harming me.
Things needed to change. Not just for me. Not just for Wolf Creek. All of it. I thought about Sheila’s mark and how she’d been barred from her life’s purpose because she had a vagina. It was the same for most female shifters. We were secondary, designed to help bolster the males around us. I was done with it. Done with feeling small.
Jaw clenched, fueled by pure rage, I stomped over to the closet and opened the door. Things were going to change. Starting now.
